sobriety

it may be ok –

to ask “why?”

i ask mahself that always when i see the mirror.

i cry wishes against addiction

and prey for more time as i leave for work. 

there is a sea being held at the gates of my eyes

and i want to weep

but the sun’s beam is something mighty

and im too ashamed to be seen like this. 

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